The receptionist put down the phone and said to Freya, “Mr. Silverton is not avable to see you, I’m sorry, but you’ll have to leave.”


    Freya couldn’t believe it. Elijah wasn’t seeing her? Was he hiding something in thepany, something she shouldn’t know about?


    She took out her phone from her bag and dialed his number directly.


    The phone rang, but there was no answer.


    Her brows furrowed.


    Ding dong…


    The sound of the elevator doors opening, apanied by a ringing phone, caught her attention.


    She looked up and saw a tall figure stepping out of the elevator.


    Elijah was wearing a shirt with the cor slightly open, sharp dress pants wrapping around his long, slender legs.


    He didn’t look like his usual meticulous self in a suit.


    Freya looked at him, realizing that this was how he appeared in thepany.


    This image gave him a touch of charisma.


    The receptionist looked at Elijah’s ringing phone and then at Freya.Exclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.


    In her mind, could it be that she was the bride that Elijah had mentioned getting married to, but had canceled the wedding for some reason?


    Elijah walked steadily towards Freya.


    Freya hung up the phone, and his phone stopped ringing too.


    She asked, “You didn’t see me?”


    Elijah chuckled, “You came to inspect my work at thepany, so I had toe down to greet you personally.”


    The receptionist was speechless.


    Was this their big boss, Elijah?


    When did he be so attentive to women?


    In thepany, he was always cold to female employees, if not to everyone, rarely showing a smile on his face.


    Now…


    Freya felt a bit embarrassed by his words, especially in the presence of others.


    She red at him but didn’t say anything.


    Elijah put his arm around her and said, “Let’s go upstairs.”


    After a few steps, he told the receptionist, “She’s my wife. Next time shees, let her go up directly.”


    The receptionist responded, “Yes.”


    But her gaze followed Freya’s figure, feeling a sense of awe.


    So this was the woman who conquered Elijah.


    Indeed, she was quite attractive.


    Inside the elevator, Freya finally spoke, “There was a receptionist just now. What were you saying? It didn’t sound good.”


    Elijah raised an eyebrow, “Oh? I don’t think there’s anything wrong. Shouldn’t people know about your identity?”


    Before Freya could reply, he leaned in close to her ear with a suggestive tone, “Do you want me to say you’re my lover, hiding and sneaking around, something that can’t be seen by others?”


    Freya tried to elbow him, but he agilely dodged.


    With resentment in her eyes, she almost shouted, “Aren’t you afraid of being seen like this in thepany?”


    He smiled charmingly, “If they see, they see. Everyone knows I’m an upright gentleman, so if they see me behaving like this, they’ll just think you seduced me.”


    Freya…


    She was furious, hitting him, “You’re bullying me.”


    Elijah quickly restrained her wrist and with a slight tug, pulled her into his embrace, his other hand circling her slender waist.


    Freya’s body pressed tightly against his.


    She struggled but couldn’t break free, “Elijah, let go of me.”


    She addressed him by his name.


    Elijah’s eyes lowered, his thickshes hiding his smiling eyes, “Give me a kiss, and I’ll let go.”


    Freya swore under her breath, “You shameless…”


    She looked up, “There’s surveince here. Are you not going to care about your reputation anymore?”


    “I’ll delete it,” he said.


    Freya wanted him to let go quickly, so she said, “Close your eyes.”


    Elijahplied.


    Just as she leaned in, the elevator stopped.


    There were several people standing at the door, holding documents in their hands.


    Clearly, they werepany employees.


    Freya’s mind exploded!


    Her face instantly turned red hot!